Chapter 77.6- One Thousand Hands
Added 2025-09-02 06:42:32 +0000 UTCThe Raikage stood still for a second, and the Monk thought he had seen an opening and moved to strike,. Cee was not worried. He knew what that look meant. The lightning that surrounded the Raikage spiked, becoming more erratic until it stabilized as he increased the output. If Cee’s senses were correct— and they always were— this was the edge of the first level of the Lightning Cloak, not hitting the second level or even the Sage enhanced third level. The Monk moved to attack still, and the Raikage’s hand moved.
In a flicker of space and time, the Raikage was behind the Monk— the latter falling to the floor with his chest sporting a gaping hole. The Raikage’s outstretched hand had only two fingers out. The Hell Stab, of course. The iwa shinobi was next. He put near a dozen walls between himself and the Raikage— still his head went in one direction and his body the other in a matter of seconds.
The anbu died in even less time. Cee sensed a flicker of chakra. “Drop, eight clicks east” He called. “This one is bigger” He warned next once he got a better feel.
Killua took heed of the warning, forming three seals before splaying his fingers outwards. The storm release jutsu had Cee blinking spots out of his eyes. Still, he sensed the explosive construct bulge before Cee’s jutsu could hit, and then it vomitted a swarm of smaller creatures downwards. Too small and too plentiful for he and Killua to hit.
“Get down” he called out, weaving one-handed seals as he pulled the Yatsuki heir closer to him and then jumped closer tov Yui. The creatures landed all over the battlefield as Cee pointed two fingers above the two of them. “Lightning release: Spiderweb” He called, stretching his control over the shape of the jutsu to allow it cover all three of them. It shot from his fingers like a net, forming a quick dome around the three of them that roasted any of the creatures that tried to land on them.
The web would prevent clear visibility of the rest of the battlefield, but he could still sense what happened. That was the one disadvantage of being a sensor as powerful as he was. He could feel familiar chakra signatures that he had spent weeks teaching in the hopes of turning them into competent soldiers for Kumo being snuffed out in a matter of seconds. The bird got lower as it sensed an opening, but while Cee was too busy shielding to attack, the Raikage was not.
He jumped straight upwards, tearing through the bird. A lesser Sensor might have lost place of all the targets with how quickly things had happened, but not Cee. He felt the two people— women, undoubtedly, atop the bird replace themselves with more explosive clay that ran inert on contact with the Raikage’s chakra cloak. They had made another bird, but instead of swooping around to continue their attack, they flew off— not towards the village, but completely away. A younger Cee would have cursed the cowardice, but now he was just grateful he wouldn’t have to worry about such a problematic jutsu while taking a city.